Imagine all that could have been accomplished if only the heart would listen to what the mind tells it.
I’m speaking about relationships here. Not so much about your job or your wanting to leave your better paying job for something you love that won’t afford you bread for a few years.
Anyway, imagine all that could be accomplished if only the heart listened to what the mind tells it. I suppose it’s that whole sensory organs thing. You feel with your fingers, right? Touch is a feeling. Love is a word. The mind is able to recognise feelings and decide as to whether this is smooth or rough, hot or cold and depending on your fetish you’ll be able to decide on whether those things are good or bad; which is why and how sex complicates things. A mutual understanding between two individuals who share common ground is quaked when the bodies meet. Cos what started off as an amazing friendship will just start spawning little emotions that travel to the life-pump and just pretty much messes the whole arrangement up.
In the rape scene in For Coloured Girls where that man came into that woman’s house and said:”Come on, we’re both adults…” I felt shivers down my spine. Is it a common thing that sex is inevitable in a relationship of any kind between a woman and a man, provided that they aren’t related? You undress for someone you like. Someone you already share an amazing bond with that just needs to be personified in the meeting of the two body parts that lock like a nut and bolt. Do you necessarily have to love that person though? Sex is just sex, right? Wrong! Sex isn’t just sex. You look someone right in their eyes, taste their lips and body with yours as they whisper sweet nothings into your gullible ears while their sex is turned on and you both know that there is no turning back as you make contact with their skin and are united in a tussle no words could be fit to describe. Where does the heart come in? Well: When you start attaching memories to every other detail in your life that reminds you of all those senses. The mind knows it only as a memory. The heart will recognise it as something magical and worth preserving. Sex makes the heart do things that were not part of the script. And you can’t control the disastrous avalanche that seems to always follow.
Imagine all that could be accomplished, if only…
